Jian Chen's face changed slightly, and his originally plain gaze also became sharp with the words of Gan Hou. Although his strength is too weak now, this does not mean that Jian Chen is a person who is afraid of trouble.

Jian Chen slowly put down the chopsticks, his lips trembled slightly, and he said in a low tone: "Just you guys, you are not qualified to occupy my table."

Hearing this, the look on the monkey's face was stunned at first, but then he sneered and stared at Jian Chen with a cold look. The strong murderous intent in his eyes leaked out without any concealment. If Jian Chen really didn't know how to polite him, he wouldn't mind taking action to destroy him. In his opinion, Jian Chen's weak figure, coupled with his not old age, wouldn't look like a warrior with strong strength in any case.

"Boy, since you don't know how to lift up, let me teach you a lesson and let you have a long memory." As he said that, the monkey slapped Jian Chen directly onto Jian Chen's face. Before the palm came, the fierce palm wind brought Jian Chen's hair trembled slightly. It can be seen that the monkey slap was not light.

A cold light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and he immediately snorted coldly, grabbed a pair of chopsticks in his right hand, and slapped the dried monkey at lightning speed.

Jian Chen's right hand swung very quickly, so fast that it was difficult to catch. Before Gan Monkey could react, Jian Chen's right hand had already touched the slap of Gan Monkey. When the two touched each other, the chopsticks caught by Jian Chen in his right hand were like a sharp iron thorn, easily piercing the palm of Gan Monkey and piercing it through.

"Ah!" The severe pain from the palm made the dried monkey scream mixed with pain, and the sound was desolate and echoed throughout the restaurant, making everyone hear it clearly.

Suddenly, many light sounds came from the restaurant. The result was obviously in a great contrast to what they thought, which made everyone in the restaurant cast an unexpected look at Jian Chen. However, when some people with vision saw Jian Chen pierced the palm of the dried monkey with a chopstick, their faces suddenly became solemn. Then, the gaze that looked at Jian Chen also changed slightly, and many of them were deeply shocked.

It takes only one wooden chopstick to pierce the palm, at least no one among them can do this.

After piercing the dried monkey's palm with chopsticks, Jian Chen suddenly kicked out his right leg and kicked the dried monkey's chest hard, directly kicking the dried monkey's thin body for three meters away. Finally, he crossed a dining table and fell to the ground in a mess.

The mercenaries sitting at the table immediately left here, fearing that they would be affected. Although Jian Chen was not old, the strength he showed at this moment and his ruthless means have intimidated many people in the restaurant. The mercenaries who were sitting on this table eating would naturally not turn against Jian Chen for this little thing.

Seeing the fate of the monkey, the four mercenaries who accompanied the monkey were obviously dull for a while, but then they recovered, staring at Jian Chen with sharp eyes, full of murderous intent.

"You actually dare to attack the people of our desert mercenary group and live impatiently." A young man showed anger on his face and said furiously at Jian Chen. Before he finished speaking, a giant sword suddenly appeared in his hand and waved his hand and stabbed towards Jian Chen.

A sneer appeared in Jian Chen's mouth, and then he snorted lightly. A silver-white slender magic sword appeared in his hand in an instant. The word "Qingfeng" was engraved on the sword surface close to the hilt of the sword.

Qingfeng Sword, the divine sword used by Jian Chen in his previous life, and the close-fitting sword of Jian Chen, is also very famous in the world. Almost everyone who practices martial arts knows it and everyone knows it. When he reincarnates in this life, the sword used by Jian Chen is still called Qingfeng, and the shape of the Qingfeng Sword is exactly the same as the Qingfeng Sword he used in his previous life. This shows how deep Jian Chen's feelings for the sword are in his heart.

As soon as the Qingfeng Sword appeared, under Jian Chen's control, it turned into a silver-white lightning bolt, stabbing towards the young man at an incredible speed, and finally arrived first. When the giant sword in the young man's hand had just arrived halfway, the Qingfeng Sword suddenly appeared in front of his throat and stayed there steadily. The tip of the sword had pierced a thin layer of skin on the outermost edge of the young man's throat, and the red spots appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Feeling a slight pain from his throat, the young man's face changed drastically, and in an instant, it turned pale as paper, without a trace of blood. Drops of cold sweat squeezed out from his forehead, and in the blink of an eye it covered his entire forehead. The giant sword swung out in his hand also stopped in the air under his strong control, and his body also maintained the sword-waving posture, not daring to move at all. The young man's appearance at this moment seemed to be imprisoned by a mysterious force.

Looking at the silver-white long sword that appeared in front of the young man's throat at some point, the restaurant, which was originally noisy, fell into a strange silence. Everyone stared at the silver-white light wind sword in Jian Chen's hand, and his eyes were full of unbelievable and incredible expressions.

As for how this sword reached the throat of the young man, only a few two or three people in the restaurant vaguely captured a shadow. Most of them did not even have the money to pass by the sword.

Seeing this, I only found a white light flashing and extremely fast.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. After a moment, sounds of gasping in the air came out in the quiet restaurant. At this moment, everyone in the restaurant looked at Jian Chen with deep shock.

The young man who was pressed against his throat by Jian Chen with a sword did not dare to move at this moment, as if he was afraid that as soon as he made a move, the sword would pierce his throat.

"This little brother, please show mercy. We are from the Desert Mercenary Group. This matter is wrong with us. I hope you can let our companions go." At this time, a middle-aged man spoke, his tone was extremely gentle, and even the expression on his face looked sincere.

Hearing this, Jian Chen glanced at the middle-aged man, hesitated for a while, then slowly put down the Qingfeng sword in his hand and said coldly: "Get out!"

Hearing this, an angry look flashed in the eyes of the young man who was pointed at his throat by Jian Chen with a sword, but he had just escaped, so he didn't dare to say anything more at this moment.

When the Qingfeng Sword disappeared in his hand, Jian Chen glanced at the few people coldly, then took out a gold coin from the space and still stood on the table, and said in a plain tone: "Waiter, check out!" Then, Jian Chen walked directly outside the restaurant.

After something like this happened, Jian Chen had no intention of staying here, and after eating and drinking just now, his stomach was already filled.

Then, just as Jian Chen had not taken a few steps, the middle-aged man who spoke to Jian Chen with a sharp murderous aura flashed across the middle-aged man, and then he looked at each other with the other three. The few nodded slightly at the same time. Then, the four of them seemed to have already agreed, and a weapon appeared in their hands, attacking Jian Chen's vitals in different directions at the same time.

Feeling the movement from behind, Jian Chen's eyes turned cold, and a strong murderous intent flashed from his eyes. Then his body shook slightly. Just as several weapons attacked from behind were about to hit him, Jian Chen's body had already crossed two meters forward at an extremely fast speed, just avoiding the attack range of several weapons behind him. At the same time, the Yinliang Qingfeng Sword appeared on his right hand in an instant. Jian Chen suddenly turned around, faced the four people, and stepped out to close the distance between him and the four people. His right arm suddenly shook, driving the Qingfeng Sword to stab the middle-aged man closest to him at an extremely fast speed.

As a lightning-like white light flashed away, the Qingfeng Sword instantly approached the middle-aged man's body and quickly stabbed towards his throat.

The middle-aged man's strength was obviously not weak, at least much stronger than the previous young man. Seeing the direction of Jian Chen's Qingfeng sword stabbing, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became solemn. Then he immediately retracted the giant sword he had cut at the fastest speed he could, and stepped across his throat.

"bite!"

Just as the middle-aged man finished this action, the tip of the Qingfeng Sword had already stabbed the sword surface of the giant sword, which was wide. With a light sound of steel, a shallow trace had appeared on the sword surface of the giant sword.

The sword force was blocked, and a sarcastic look appeared on Jian Chen's face, and then a divine light flashed in his eyes. The next moment, a hazy sword light suddenly burst out from the body of Qingfeng Sword's sword. Although it was not powerful, the sharpness hidden in it made many people in the restaurant feel it. Then, Jian Chen kicked the ground with his feet, and his body twisted, and his whole body hung up in the air, forming a straight line hanging in the air and quickly rotated. The Qingfeng Sword was also driven by Jian Chen's rapidly rotating body, like an electric rotating machine. At the tip of the sword, the sharp sword energy was even more powerful.

"Shit!"

As an extremely unpleasant sound rang throughout the restaurant, under the rapid rotation of the Qingfeng Sword like an electric rotor, the strong piercing force directly drilled a hole two fingers wide on the middle-aged man's giant sword. Then the Qingfeng Sword was unstoppable and continued to penetrate deeper along the hole. Finally, under the horrific and incredible gaze of the middle-aged man, it penetrated deeply into his throat.

The toes fell to the ground with a light and agile movement. Jian Chen's movements seemed calm and graceful. He immediately pulled out the Qingfeng sword that pierced the middle-aged man's throat. The movement did not stop for a moment. Before the other three people could react, the Qingfeng sword turned into a silver-white lightning again and stabbed at the young man who had attacked him before.

"puff!"

Facing Jian Chen's sword at an extremely fast speed, the young man, who was much weaker than the middle-aged man before, had no resistance at all. When he had not reacted at all, the Qingfeng sword had already pierced into his throat, and suddenly, bright red blood gushed out.

In just one breath, Jian Chen successfully killed the two opponents at lightning speed. Such speed made the entire restaurant feel unbelievable.
Chapter completed!